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soul apple compote

(post, Donia Clark)

I haven't been able to post here as much as I might like to because I don't have a computer and while my boss is fairly cool about me using the Internet for personal purposes, it has been insanely busy, so no play until work is done.

I also moved recently, making this the fourth move in a year. Hopefully, I'm done with that for awhile. Through it all, I've still been cooking in my Gen X style. As a matter of fact, I've been cooking even more now that I don't have to share a kitchen with roommates whose domestic skills are minimal, at best.

Last night, I made a baked apple compote. It was a great comfort in a summer that has been dominated by rain and cold. I took a few apples, sliced them in half and stuck half a cinnamon stick on one side and a clove on the other side of each half. Then I put them cut side down on a cookie sheet in a 325-degree oven for about the time it takes to listen to Aretha Franklin's "Soul '69" album. I let the apples cool for about 15 minutes, then scooped the flesh from the skin into a bowl, tossed in about a teaspoon of lemon juice, mashed it up with a fork, sprinkled on a little salt and some pepper. I took the bowl onto my porch and slowly ate while I watched yet another rainstorm come down.